C82 (2/2)

It had already been a long time since she last came to Xiang Qicheng's office. At that time, she possessed the world's ugliest face, a useless voice, and the lowest of identities.

It was just that even after being separated for so long, the layout and style of his office hadn't changed at all. It made her feel as if those events had happened not long ago.

Lifting his hand and stroking a photo frame in his office, Chu Yu's mind was filled with countless thoughts.

Suddenly, the office door opened.

”I brought some stewed soup along the way, let's drink when it's hot.” The hand that was caressing the photo frame withdrew without leaving a trace. Chu Yu didn't need to turn his head to know who it was.

”Why are you being so diligent?” Xiang Qicheng parted her lips, the fatigue from the meeting had completely disappeared after seeing the petite figure beside the desk, the tight lines on her face had calmed down.

After drinking a mouthful of hot soup, he praised in satisfaction, ”Your cooking skills are getting better and better.” Speaking of which, it was also because of that period in Australia. From being unable to differentiate between the various seasonings at the start to when Chu Yu made the soup, he had also contributed to his great progress.

”Mrs. Chan cooked it.” Xiang Qicheng's face was filled with black lines, and he almost choked on his words.

Mrs Chen had been the babysitter of the Xiang Family for many years, and had cooked a good dish. No wonder the taste tasted so familiar, Xiang Qicheng just barely managed to drink a few more mouthfuls before putting down the spoon.

He knew that it wasn't personally made by Chu Yu, so he didn't feel like drinking it anymore.

”Oh yeah, Zuo Lin found out the information you wanted previously.” Xiang Qicheng thought about something, and gave the information on the table to Chu Yu. He frowned, and turned to look at Chu Yu worriedly, only to see her as calm as ever.

She flipped through the pages one by one until she reached the last page. The tip of the paper she was holding had already turned white.

What was written on it were all of the information that Chu Wanwan had with An Ya. Ever since she saw Chu Wanwan at the mall that day, Chu Yu's heart had become more and more suspicious, and now that this information had solved all of her doubts, she did not feel as though she had lost weight in the slightest.

”The mother and daughter pair are really too crafty …” Chu Yu frowned, his mind filled with memories of the time when Chu Wanwan had been unruly and willful when he had to face him at the Chu Family.

During the time he was taken out of the country by Xiang Qicheng, An Ya had climbed onto the He family. Because the new cosmetics company had the backing of the He family, their business started to flourish, and in just half a year, their products had already become popular across the entire Anlan City.

As for how they managed to get in touch with the He family, it was unknown. In short, the mother and daughter pair were currently living a life like fish in water.

Recalling his father who was still in the nursing home, Chu Yu's hands trembled slightly as a bitter taste spread out in his heart.

”I have some An Ya Corporation's information with me, I can find someone to leak the information and pictures to the media.” The palm landed on the back of her hand, Xiang Qicheng's eyes turned cold.

This debt between An Ya and her daughter, he would settle it sooner or later. He lowered his head and saw a pale white scar on Chu Yu's wrist.

It was a scar from the car crash half a year ago, and although he rubbed the cream off her wrists every day in Australia, he still couldn't cover up the marks of the accident.

”No, don't meddle in the Chu family's matters. I can take care of it myself.” Chu Yu regained his senses and retracted his hand. He looked at Xiang Qicheng seriously, and said with a assured tone.

”Alright.” He was very clear of her personality and there were some things that needed her to personally settle. He compromised and nodded towards Chu Yu, his eyes carrying a trace of heartache.

Chu Yu, do whatever you want.